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Unlike some wizards who forcibly borrow power beyond their own limits, they will soon experience various side effects and sequelae. But Ketziya is a different kind. No matter how much power is borrowed, Ketziya will not be able to withstand it.

It seems that she is far from reaching her limit. She can perfectly control the powers that do not belong to her and make them quiet and obedient.

Tang Bai can also do it like directly covering such a small island with some kind of witchcraft. But if he goes a step further, for example, the magic applied on this island can be almost perfect with nature, like water and milk.

Combined together, Tang Bai was inferior to Keziya.

As Tang Bai once said, he and Keziah have different emphasis on witchcraft and magic. When it comes to magic, the power of witchcraft, or other methods, Tang Bai is confident that it is far better.

She was more than a step ahead of Keziah. But in terms of seals, curses, and grasping and understanding the rules of this world, Keziah was much higher than Tang Bai.

It is precisely because of this that Tang Bai needs a hunter to help him lead the way accurately.

While the Scarab was exploring the road, Lilia and others also inspected the camp. They confirmed that there were no traces of fighting in the camp, and there was no one left behind. There were all kinds of supplies, and the blood was relatively fresh.

Blood bags, these things did not disappear with their owners.

"What role can those bugs play? Why don't you send someone to follow and investigate? It feels quite uncomfortable here." The bald man, who is a vampire hunter, took a step forward and asked Tang Bai. Of course.

, the tone is inevitable, or subconsciously with a hint of respect.

The completely abnormal scene before was enough to shock most people. Although he was a vampire hunter, before the vampire hunter bloodline was awakened, he was just an ordinary person. After awakening, the people he came into contact with the most were also

Just some vampires and witches.

He had also seen the methods of some witches. But being able to directly summon a dense sea of ​​insects like Tang Bai was still beyond his imagination. People always have a deep desire to hide things they don't know.

He is afraid of others, especially when those unknown things can hurt him and threaten his life.

"There is a barrier set up by a powerful witch here. This barrier can prevent the three major supernatural creatures such as wizards, vampires, and even werewolves from approaching its core. At least without an accurate map." Tang Bainu

He paused and looked at the steep cliffs in all directions and replied.

"Am I that map?" Although the bald man's words were questions, his tone and expression were obviously full of affirmative meanings.

"Yes. We have friends here. You'd better protect yourself. Don't take off the ring I gave you!" Tang Bai's expression suddenly moved and his eyes looked in a certain direction.

"Actually, I can also participate in the battle." The bald man muttered.

"I don't deny your courage, but this battle does not belong to you." Tang Bai stretched out his hand, held up his wand, and walked forward.

…

"I recognize you! Is your name Pearl? I remember seeing you in New Orleans." Cole grabbed Pearl's neck and pressed it against the trunk of a tree.

"I never thought that there would be an ancestor of vampires joining this time. Are you the only one here? Where are your brothers?" Pearl looked at Cole calmly, even though she was now on her feet.

The man who was off the ground was being held up by Cole with his neck stuck on his neck.

"This tone sounds like you are looking down on me. Although my face looks younger than yours, I have to admit that I have been around much longer than you. And vampires are

Such a race becomes more powerful as it gets older. I have drunk about a thousand more human blood than you, so you should change your tone of voice when talking to me. Maybe I will still be your ancestor?" Cole said.

With a smile on her face, the fingers holding Pearl's neck tightened little by little.

"The older a vampire is, the more powerful he is. I don't deny this. But unfortunately, this rule doesn't apply to me." Pearl grabbed Cole's arm that was stuck around her neck with her backhand and twisted it hard.

There was a cracking sound as Pearl forcefully pulled Cole's wrist apart.

"You should be lucky that you are the ancestor of a vampire! Otherwise, I would really like to insert a white oak stake into your heart." This time, it was pearls that stuck around Cole's neck, pulling him away.

It was lifted high and pressed against the trunk of the tree.

"You are lying! The only white oak tree in the world that can kill us has turned into ashes more than a thousand years ago. You may be able to find some ashes of the white oak tree, and then use a

Seal me with your lovely dagger, but you can't kill me." Even though Cole was choked by Pearl and couldn't breathe, he still laughed and mocked.

"Obviously you were careless at the time. You did burn down the white oak tree that made you immortal, but you forgot about the small sapling it left behind. Unfortunately, that small sapling has already grown.

It became a towering tree.

The white oak thorn stakes made from it are enough to be made into various weapons, which can kill your ancestral family one by one. Now, if you want to survive, please cooperate." Pearl's fingers exerted force again, and

Cole's face turned red.

"Why did you come here? What is your relationship with those travelers? Where are your brothers and the travelers?" Pearl blurted out a series of questions.

"I'm here alone, and my brothers are busy with their own things. I can't let you release Silas. You can't believe how terrifying he is!" Cole said with difficulty.

"In fact, we know Silas's terror and abilities better than you do." Pearl tilted her head, and her long black hair followed her movements like a black waterfall pouring in the direction of the tilt. "The travelers and the others

Where?"

"They are nearby." Cole's face was abnormally flushed due to lack of oxygen, and he forced a strange-looking smile. "Maybe they are in the camp, face to face with the founder of the witch guild.

Together?"

…

In the camp, six men, tall or short, strong or thin, with expressionless and silent faces, formed a semi-fan shape and vaguely surrounded Tang Bai in the center.